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Topic: The Spiral of Dreams. (Read 27673 times)

Do you have any dreams and Nightmares when you sleep? Dreams of becoming a; hero, riches and power, or a nightmare of death and sadness? *with Concubine's voice* Ahem... I'll try start. I remember I have a dream of me fighting with Burnerman.EXE with a staff, on a bulding and I lost falling off the building.

I did not enjoy the movie Cloverfield. I mean, it wasn't a bad idea, but the camerawork made me nauseous and while normally something like that wouldn't be scary, trying to keep from vomiting while watching it created a similar enough effect. Like many things, being subjected to fear while watching something that isn't really scary caused my subconscious to revolt. This is the source of many odd dreams.

I remember the dream started with me waking up, putting on a house coat, and taking a look outside. Then I hear Cloverfield's roar. I run outside to see what's going on, and there's Clover, rampaging through the neighborhood. Then it turned its head, looked at me, and roared again. Then Megatron, Transformers G1 style, bursts out of a house, screams "SHUT THE [tornado fang] UP" and starts blasting Clover.

I also have a dream story that's just scary.

I was apparently the head of a huge crime syndicate or something. We were using a corporate front, real action movie bad guy like. Well, the police or some special forces or whoever attacked the building. Huge gun-fights raging throughout the lower floors. My guys start getting pushed back, when one of the big hero people on the police side turns on her allies and helps turn the tide. This is not where it gets scary.

This is. The next day, my best friend and I are talking and the conversation suddenly shifts to dreams. She tells me about a dream she had the night before. She was working with a SWAT like organization, and was storming a corporation that was being used as a front for a huge crime syndicate. During the battles though, she blew away her allies, joined the syndicate group, and helped turn the tide.

Mostly I have nightmares about wars. Maybe it's because I watch too much war movies and play too much war games. I remember I have a dream tries to sneak out, hides in my closet and the soldier shoot me dead. x_x

I had an intresting dream of an unusual figther with the hammerhead shark as a hero. Apparently the dream involved good ol' Antlantis turning evil, and the same hammerhead fought every foe to reach Urcainus, apparently a mutaited Merman that was exposed to toxic waste who was once the good leader of Antlantis. I was the designer of War McHammer, who was the brave hammerhead that volunteered to fight off the toxic evil.

The game's fighters moved in a old-fashioned arcaidy way, stiff and simple. there were "in-between" action stages before heading into the main ring of that boss, though.

Once when Atlantis was freed, the toxic waste vanashed and the city was restored.

Since I usually listen to audio adventures before bed, my dreams will sometimes pertain to those. After listening to the Eighth Doctor episode Terror Firma, I dreamt up an invaded planet with an enclave of slaves, ruled by a squadron of Renegade Daleks. A battalion of Imperial Daleks caught wind of that enclave of slaves and decided that if they couldn't have the slaves, no one will have the slaves. So, an invasion fleet descended upon the planet, destroying the domed barracks and factories. The Renegade Daleks immediatly began their counter-attack. As the war waged, a group of slaves began sowing the seeds of rebellion...

Oddly, that plot matched various episodes of the Dalek Empire series (that I started listening to later) more than it did Terror Firma. And on that note, after listening to an episode from Dalek Empire II: Dalek War, I had a dream pertaining to it. Sorta. Well, it had a Dalek in it. The mutant burst forth from its casing, demanding the Hershey bar I had.

I also have dreams that have nothing to do with the audio that I listen to before bed. One dream I remember rather well was one I actually didn't wanna wake up from. In the dream I had an apartment. It was a ratty hole-in-the-wall, in a bad neighbourhood in the bad part of a bad town, and my roommate was a total slob. But dammit, I had an apartment, so I was happy.

I don't have any really recent dreams that I remember (or were really worth remembering).

I don't have any really recent dreams that I remember (or were really worth remembering).

Most people want to remember what they dreamt but it's hard to remember. Sleep is like you're already dead, and awake means like afterlife. Please, I'm not a grim reaper you know. Anyways, I think I remember I was a tiny bird get killed with another tiny bird with a pointy stick for some reason.

Usually, when I remember a dream, it was worth remembering. And to make sure that the dream sticks, I will replay it over and over in my head. That usually works quite well. Also, writing dreams down helps to lock 'em in memory.

Sometimes, my dreams will give me great stories to write and characters.

It's crazy, but I mostly have nightmares in my entire life, more so than dreams. Naturally, I have forgotten pretty much all of them by now. Every time I have a nightmare, even in present days, I always want to escape the nightmare during it happening as fast as possible, because somehow I can feel that this is not good to experience.

Now that I think of it, I do remember a nightmare, Eraserhead style. It was a slow moving black and white nightmare, in my own house, where I went to the bathroom downstairs, and once I sat there doing my thing, this creepy old woman appeared in front of me(Stupid me did not lock the door!), stared at me directly and started talking in a foreign language in a creepy tone. After that was done, she walked away, and then I woke up.

A few nights back, I had a strange dream. It was a normal evening, I had let the dog outside to do his business and was getting ready to settle down and listen to another episode of Dalek Empire III. My dog starts barking, frantically. Soon, my grandma's dog starts barking. Followed by every dog in the neighbourhood. I get up and go to see why the dogs are barking, and see that it wasn't dark out anymore. No, something BIG was hovering over the house, bright running lights on the underside lighting up the ground like day, and my dog nowhere to be seen. "A flying saucer!" I turn away from the window and force myself to wake up.

It's crazy, but I mostly have nightmares in my entire life, more so than dreams. Naturally, I have forgotten pretty much all of them by now. Every time I have a nightmare, even in present days, I always want to escape the nightmare during it happening as fast as possible, because somehow I can feel that this is not good to experience.

Heh... you're quite like me. I do want to remember all the nightmares and dreams, but I forgotten all of them by now, but I don't want to escape my nightmare, because I always has no dreams at all... Just black. I think I remembered a dream when I was 4. An orange big room with a giant old fashion clock. I saw a dead man behind the clock, then I wake up. I want to dream about it more.

My dreams tend to run the gamut from mundane, to neat, to epic, to nightmarish, to weird. A dream from a couple nights ago fits in the weird category quite well. I dreamt I was a part of a time-travelling forensics team, and we had just gone back to investigate a string of suspicious murders taking place in a deserted castle in the time of sword and sorcery. My team explored a castle for clues, while I and another teammate went out to question the locals. I was the only teammate who could talk to dragons, so I questioned two dragons, one just a local beast and the other the guardian of the fortress who was suspected of the murders.

The dragons denied involvement and suggested that I may find the clues to the mystery within the castle walls. So, I go back to find my other teammates removing the bodies and gathering evidence. While investigating a blood-spattered corridor, I came upon a stray Adipose. It crawled away from a slaughtered body, smiled, waved, and toddled down the corridor and out of sight.

I rejoin my team and as some stay behind, the rest of us are sent back to our time to report our findings. I immediatly report the Adipose, which my superior finds highly suspicious as that species is not to be on that planet in that era.

The rest of the dream is sketchy at best and I think I woke up around that point anyway. Really weird.

I got a dream last night. It involved a guy who was seriously pissed at me, and went fighting and fighting until we were both tired and could not lift our hands anymore. Then I escaped and woke up.

I also have had plenty of those kind of dreams, which involve violence, such as falling down from the sky and feeling it, or driving inside a car way too fast and in both examples crashing to a presumed death. But also other fights with unknown people.

I got a dream last night. It involved a guy who was seriously pissed at me, and went fighting and fighting until we were both tired and could not lift our hands anymore. Then I escaped and woke up.

I also have had plenty of those kind of dreams, which involve violence, such as falling down from the sky and feeling it, or driving inside a car way too fast and in both examples crashing to a presumed death. But also other fights with unknown people.

Yeah, I sometimes I had weird dreams of violence. I think I remember having a dream of soldiers were chasing me, I was Gregar. Not the big one. The one when Rockman turn into Gregar. The soldiers want to hunt me.

Sometimes i dream that i can fly... i bet that everyone has those dreams, but not like i always try to go up to see my village from above but something makes me fall, and then just before i hit the ground i awake... pretty strange...